AUTUMNAL Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees, That hardly sway before a breeze As soft as summer: summer's loss Seems little, dear! On days like these. Let misty autumn be our part! The twilight of the year is sweet: Where shadow and the darkness meet Our love, a twilight of the heart Eludes a little time's deceit. Are we not better and at home In dreamful Autumn, we who deem No harvest joy is worth a dream? A little while and night shall come, A little while, then, let us dream. Beyond the pearled horizons lie Winter and night: awaiting these We garner this poor hour of ease, Until love turn from us and die Beneath the drear November trees.
Ernest Dowson
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They are not, the days of wine and roses: Out of a misty dream, Our path emerges for a while, then closes, Within a dream
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They are not long, the weeping and the laughter, / Love and desire and hate: / I think they have no portion in us after / We pass the gate.
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I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! In my fashion
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They are not long, the days of wine and roses.
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And I was desolate and sick of an old passion.
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They are not long, the days of wine and roses. Out of a misty dream, our path emerges for a while, then closes, within a dream.
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O pray the earth enfold Our life-sick hearts and turn them into dust.
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